Greyback

Voldemort slut widen shock by the former Harry Potter words. Why would a healthy witch pick a half breed wolf man. He look over his former rival reduce to his breeding cow.

"Let me guess. Harry." He teased, saying the name like an insult. "You enjoy Greyback's primal way of fucking. It gets your blood boiling. You like a creature that doesn't ask, just takes."

Rose nodded yes in shame. Her nipples erect from the thought. "But you also crave the power of being with me. The most powerful wizard in history." Rose blush even harder at those words. He was right again.

Rose nods slowly, her mind a battlefield of shame and a terrifying, newfound honesty. The image of Greyback’s ferocity, the possessive growl in his chest, it was a primal song her body seemed to understand despite her mind's revulsion. But power... the sheer, intoxicating power that radiated from Voldemort, it was a different kind of allure, a promise of being at the center of the storm, not just swept away by it.

"Interesting," Voldemort mused, a thin, cruel smile stretching his lips. He tapped a long, pale finger against his chin. "Very interesting." He rose slowly from his throne, the movement unnaturally fluid. "You desire the beast's savagery and the Dark Lord's dominion. A most conflicted little broodmare." He circled her, a predator examining its prey, his red eyes raking over her swelling belly. "Go... Go fuck your wolf. He can have a race traitor like you. I know you'll continue to make my army stronger with this cunt."

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